This morning, instead of going for a run, I dropped off the kids at school and went right to the rec center to get in the pool. I had to be done and ready to leave the house for my therapy appointment by 9:15, so I didn't have time to meet Andrea (she can't meet until 8:45). It was pretty boring without her! I swam back and forth for a while (it felt like an hour). Every time I was swimming one direction, I could see a clock, and it seemed like the minute had wasn't even moving.
I was too embarrassed to get out of the pool after just five minutes, so I kept going. Finally, at 15 minutes in, I couldn't take it anymore. I got out and showered, then headed home to eat breakfast before going to my appointment.
I'm still on a cold oats kick. My favorite way to eat them is what I call "Almond Joy Cold Oats":
40 grams dry old fashioned oats
10 grams chia seeds
12 grams brown sugar
10 grams shredded coconut
10 grams mini chocolate chips
4 grams of cocoa powder
4 fluid ounces of whole milk
A few drops of coconut extract
A few drops of almond extract
I just put it all in a mason jar, and then seal and shake it. I throw it in the fridge for about 15 minutes, and it's ready. (You can do it overnight, if you want, but I always forget to.)
It doesn't look very pretty, but it tastes delicious!
I've been eating breakfast outside lately, because the weather has been nice and cool. It's been in the mid-50's in the mornings! I love it.
At therapy today, C suggested that I consider going back to school. I went to college for three years, but I don't have a degree. I was a psychology major for the first couple of years at Eastern Michigan University, but then my school counselor told me that I basically couldn't do anything with a psych degree. I had no idea what I wanted to do! I switched to the community college after that, taking the required classes to apply for the nursing program. I switched programs a couple of times--dietetics, and even criminal justices--but nothing seemed like the right fit for me.
I was working at Curves at the time, and had just gotten promoted to assistant manager, which meant more money and more hours, so I decided to quit school. After having Noah, I decided to be a stay at home mom/wife, and I have never, ever regretted it. I love being at home!
Right now, the kids keep me very busy; but once they get old enough to start driving and doing things on their own, I might want to do something else. So, C suggested that I look into taking a class or two here and there, to open up my options if that day comes. The thought of it is scary, but also kind of intriguing! I think I would enjoy taking classes.
This afternoon, I looked up my transcripts from EMU. I have no idea if those classes I took will even count, because they're from so long ago! But it's a start. If I'm going to do it, though, I have to pick a major and stick with it. That will require some serious thought.
When I was 18, and in classes, there was usually a lone "old person" (ha! Probably in their 30's) and they always took the class much more seriously than us kids straight out of high school. Now I know why! If I was to go back to school, I'd BE the old person in class, and I'd BE eager to learn. ;)
Anyway, I'm not sure I'm going to do it--it's just a thought right now!